Can I tell you what I’ve been making a conscious effort to do more of lately? To be real with others. To have people over when our sink is leaking and there are piles of things piled in a corner. To be in a conversation and ask “what does that mean?” at the risk of sounding stupid, ignorant, or just plain out of touch. To be authentic with others.
The other day we had several new friends over for dinner. We had recently met all of them and wanted to get to know each of them more, so we thought it would be fun to have everyone over at the same time for a potluck. After putting a bit of thought into the meal, we decided we would make homemade pizzas; with a few different varieties there’s always something for everyone, and pizza automatically sets a relaxed atmosphere.
I spent the time between work and their arrival chopping vegetables, rolling out dough and getting excited for our new friends to come over.
Our home smelled amazing from the homemade pizza dough baking in the oven and the spicy sausage browning on the stove. Everything was perfectly timed for warm pizzas to be ready as our guests would be arriving. I was feeling excited as the timer promptly beeped for me to take out the largest pizza. The one I was most excited about. The one that’s always a crowd-pleaser.
As I went to transfer the perfectly cooked pizza from the baking stone to the cutting board, it completely slid right off the pizza stone and right onto my pants. I completely dropped it. It slid right down my pants, landing upside-down plopped onto the floor.
My pants were now covered in melted cheese and our floor was covered in bubbling pizza sauce.
I was not thrilled.
But thankfully, I have a husband who is the most patient person in the universe. I clenched my jaw, walked straight into the bedroom and changed my pants (thankfully, I wasn’t burned at all). By the time I got back into the kitchen, he had completely cleaned-up my mess and was on the phone with the closest pizza place ordering delivery.
Though take-out pizza was not what I was planning to serve our guests, especially for a potluck where they each brought delicious homemade dishes, it all worked out. Everyone came over, our bellies were full, we had wonderful conversations, and made new friendships. Telling the story about dropping our dinner on the floor even helped break the ice and gave everyone (including myself) a good laugh.
Thankfully, I had prepared dessert ahead of time that didn’t involve too many steps for error. Surprisingly, these truffles are easier to make than most desserts. They can be made ahead of time, don’t involve any baking and can be served straight from the fridge.
Chocolate and Pistachio Truffles
Keywords: dessert chocolate nuts
Ingredients (About 24 truffles)
- 12 oz. semisweet chocolate
- 1 cup heavy cream
- 1 tbs. unsalted butter
- Pinch of salt
- 1 tsp. vanilla extract
- 1 1/2 cups chopped toasted pistachios
1. If using a baking chocolate bar, chop chocolate. Place chocolate in heatproof bowl. Bring heavy cream, butter and salt to a simmer in a saucepan over medium heat. Pour cream mixture into bowl with chocolate and let sit until completely melted, about 10 minutes. Stir with a rubber spatula or whisk until smooth.
2. Whisk in vanilla and stir until smooth and shiny. This is your ganache. Pour ganache into a shallow 8 x 8 baking dish. Refrigerate until first, at least 3 hours (you can also let it chill overnight).
3. Using a measuring tablespoon, scoop tablespoons of the ganache and roll into balls. Roll into chopped toasted pistachios then place on parchment-lined baking sheet. Once all the truffles are formed, cover pan with plastic wrap and refrigerate until first, at least 1 hour or overnight. Serve and enjoy!